I stare out the window.
The liquid sky drips down the shutters,
blurring everything..
but everything is a blur anyways.
It always has been.
I drift away into another place..
my mind slowly cuts off all other noise and distraction.
The floor obscures and melts, trickling into a river which runs
in no particular direction.
My feet are floating, touching nothing.
My fingertips extend, the light shining out
and I am nothing
I am everything..
My eyes are squinted
as the beautiful white light obscures my vision.
I am falling again,
falling past nothing,
into nothing..
I am nothing.
I am everything.
Flowers bloom when I open my eyes,
fireworks explode in a miriad of coulours.
Pure ice precipitates from the sky which is below me.
Red drops of beauty swirling at my glowing fingertips.
This place is pure extacy..
but it is nowhere.
It is nothing.
I am nothing,
yet I am eveything.














Comments
I like the dreamy quality of this piece, and the ''I am nothing, i am everything" line works really well to finish of the verses.
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I wake up every morning
From the same dream
And then I kill it
But you can't change the letters when the ink dries
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I am a knot of sexual frustration, but I would not have it other way.
Writing isn't something that you can just switch on or off like a lamp. Sometimes it takes you a long time to get an idea going, and sometimes a poem takes years to improve, and if you're a good writer, you're probably never satisfied. Many writers I know that are considered good think they suck, and sometimes they go for endless amounts of time not writing. My best friend, for example, is an amazing writer, but for the past six months she's been focusing entirely on drawing, and I think she's using her creative talent in the wrong direction (although she is a good artist, she's a much better writer). But, that's what she wants. If you feel you can't write anything right now, than don't. But don't give up. Pure talent is good for a beginning, but without practice, it fast becomes nothing.
Anyway, I know you don't know me that well, and if you don't want to, don't bother taking my advice. I certainly don't claim to know everything about writing.
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Don't label me unless it's a label I like! XD
"The floor obscures and melts, trickling into a river which runs
in no particular direction."
perhaps it should be one line.. i dont know, it just seems like it could flow better that way.
but overall its great.. could even go a fav for me.
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I had some great things and I had some bad things. The best and the worst... in other words, I had a life.
This seems to tell of a dream of wonder. A place that could only exist is ones mind. A place that many wish they could find, though few actually can.
I haven't read anything by you before and am not familiar with you on a personal level. I still would like to encourage you to stay. I don't know your reasons for wanting to leave. If it's because you feel discouraged of your writing, this alone proves you have a vast amount of talent. I've spoken with many great writers on DA that felt their work was not worthy of being here. I tell them all the same two things: 1st...Take a look at some of the things posted in different media that people try to PASS OFF as art...They're still here. 2nd...A writers job is to do one thing only...the writing. It's the readers job to decide what it means to THEM...Not to you. You could write somthing so upsetting it made you shed a tear with each touch of a key. However, someone may read those words and be reminded of the happiest day in their entire life. This is the power of poetry...
Please don't think me a dork...I try not to be one.
Take Care
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Past Daily Deviations:Demon Storm, Amethyst Star
I Am Sofa King We Tall Did
Good work elly!
Dont stop writing, it wont make u any better taking a break.
It's like holding in a big shit but then realising the shit was actually only diorrhea anyway.
Ok crappy metaphor, but i don't think you should stop writing.
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celia
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